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“Were we all out of bowls?” I ask, raising an eyebrow at him from the kitchen counter.

“Ha ha,” he mutters, as he overloads the pot with the chocolate coated rice puffs.

He doesn’t look like he slept well, either.

“They’re home,” I tell him. “In case you wondered.”

That perks him up. “They are?”

“They got in a few hours ago, so they’ll probably sleep pretty late, but they’re here.”

Rueben looks down at the full box of cereal he was likely about to drown in milk, and he pushes it away from him.

“I don’t know what I was thinking,” he admits.

“I can see that,” I tell him as I fix myself a coffee.

“She’s back, so she must not hate us too much,” he says, not sounding quite as confident as usual.

“I doubt she hates us,” I reassure him. “This is all just a bit unusual.”

“I never had any sex dreams about Scarlett,” he says, in complete earnest.

“It’s probably better if we don’t talk about Scarlett around Sapphire at all for a bit,” I tell him.

We don’t want to make a bad situation any worse.

“But then how do we convince her we’re interested in her, not her sister?” he asks, picking up a handful of cereal from the bowl.

“Talk to her about basketball, or food, or your foster kitten.”

I pour my coffee while he starts to crunch his handful of dry cereal.

“I can’t believe Gus knew,” he murmurs, shaking his head and crunching some more.

“All that matters is, our true mate is here,” I remind him. “And don’t talk with your mouth full.”

He smiles, and finishes what he’s eating before he tries to talk again.

“We did it. Kind of.”

“We did.”

Whatever happens now, we got our mate out here and she only went home to get her stuff.

It’s a win, even if it doesn’t totally feel like it yet.

Chapter seventy-nine

Sapphire

I wake up on what would have been day five of my week of cleaning for my sisters “boring” neighbors’. It’s a Tuesday, and I’ve managed to sleep until after two p.m. next to the first mate I’ve claimed in my new pack.

It feels like I must be dreaming.

There’s one hunky Alpha in my bed, snoring lightly in his sleep beside me, and despite how well he knotted me last night, I still feel an intense spark of desire when I look at him. Even if I’m a little tender right now, and kind of hungry.

I get out of the bed and look around the room that Gus told me is mine.

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